Get Your Shine On (remix) Lyrics

Get Your Shine On (remix) lyrics

[Spoken: BG]

 Oh it's on now, still on now

 Ain't nothin changed, we still on chrome lil daddy

 And in the same place

 

 [BG]

 Washington and Ferret on Sunday, they buck, jumpin

 We on 17's stun'n, the second lines comin

 The hot girls ow, the Hot Boy$ loud

 We in top of the line cars uptown boys, wow

 For 17, ridin flier than ya daddy

 Play a differentcar everyday, ya daddy in the Caddy

 The F-E-Ds smashed me

 Picture they thought they had me

 BG shinin so hard that they tryin to harrass me

 But they let me go, cause we way ahead, smarter

 Keys come from overseas in a submarine under water

 Still 'gon ride the Legend Monday, ride the Lex Tuesday

 Ride the Benz Wednesday

 Under the seat is the uzi

 Ride the Camaro Thursday, F150 Friday, Saturday

 50 shots to set it off for bustas tryin to carjack me

 Sunday only 'gon wash my tone up wit my girl sippin wine home

 All week I gotta get my shine on

 

 [Chorus]

 Get your shine on, get your shine on

 All day long, I'ma get mine on

 Get your shine on, get your shine on

 The haters need to know the world is my own (2x)

 

 [Baby]

 Now all these cars and all these broads

 Playa, I'm bout to get my shine on

 Now I'm in Club Whispers wit a $10,000 bar tap

 Bitches think I'm jokin, stupid ??? in my lap

 I'm bout to drink some Domm P. fo' I leave this here

 And take another broad on V.L. to do this year

 Now every car I ride in got chrome on it homie

 Got a mouth full of gold, to show Uptown soul

 Plug hoes

 And make more money independently than a major nigga done went gold

 I got a million dollar gang wit a 2 million dollar mouthpiece

 And quick to lil freak on these satin silk sheets

 Now playa, Rufus Playin in the Lexus, Gangsta got a Q-5

 If anyone of you broads know Baby know I like to ride fly

 BG got a F-1-5-Oh, Mannie Fresh got a Suburban on mo-moes

 Now me Baby, a big body Benz

 Expedition, my black cat and my Hummer my friend

 Now I could change a car for everyday of the week

 And have TVs for that matchin broad in the passenger seat

 Eleven hundred Gs stashed away for my son

 So when he grow up he can have a lil fun

 I'm still sellin keys, stackin Gs on the D.L.

 I stashed a million under the barber shop on V.L.

 Now I ain't no rapper

 Playa, I'm a game spitter

 Ten Gs a show

 That's the only way you 'gon see Baby at a concert ya know

 

 [Chorus]

 

 [Mannie Fresh]

 Now do ya have more riches

 Than the sea got fishes

 Can you do more broads, than the Feds got snitches

 See, I ride Lexus land wit the TV playin

 Gettin head, shake a Fed with a phone in my hand

 See a playa 'gon shine, what you see, it's mines

 Rolexes, went to Texas, Motorola, Alpine

 Woodgrain, Hummer, hoodrat dumber

 Hot Boys got toys, number one stunners

 I know you piss-ants can't stand me

 Lexus wit da candy

 Blowin on blunts, sippin on Brandy

 Now that's a good call

 Papa cleaner than ya ever saw

 929 wit the mirror bro

 Tint it up, juice and Gin it up, send it up

 To Texas, get the syrup wit the lean, bend it up

 Ball 'til I fall, that's the job playa

 Cash Money, Hot Boy, number one rhyme sayer

 

 [Chorus]

 

 [BG]

 I like to look good, be shy, on my side keep my nine on

 Playa haters wanna spill ya when ya get your shine on

 But none of that, I'ma get mine on chrome

 On the 929 wit my Primeco phone on

 I'm a Hot Boy, hot girls I put the bone on

 It ain't no secret, I'll bust ya dome homes

 B and Slim give me a 20 G loan

 So I could get my roll on

 I know my rounds ain't gone tell me hold on

 They let me write the Cash Money check, they sign it

 I cash it, I spend it

 It's all good, we ride fly

 Benz, Lex, Expedition

 No doing bad, fulfillin dreams and wishes

 Payin all my girls school tuition

 If I'm in a shootout, I got the red beam, I ain't missin

 Face the ballistics, we got it like dat, we earned it liked dat

 Worked for it like dat, so we could shine like dat

 Get my shine on 7 days a week

 After the click blew, I just pooped up in the F150

 Cash Money brothas, we brothas like no other

 Click thicker than peanut-butter

 We shined this summer